Sunrise at Central Park
First morning in New York, it is 5:00 a.m, the alarm rings! Irma and I are getting ready to go out. We want to enjoy the snow as the storm Jonas filed copiously all over there four days ago. Taking pictures of snowy Central Park at dawn, is the beginning of the program for that day. It’s cold, a cold different from Paris: dry, like in the mountains. The day will soon rise fast! Quick!, says Irma. We rush into the subway, that at least, is well heated.…
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